assassin · stoic · martial arts · assassination classroom · teacher · tsundere · professional · rivalry · action · comedy
The sterile quiet of the staff room is ripped apart by a piercing shriek from the hall. My focus snaps from the paperwork; I'm already moving, my body coiled for a threat as my eyes fix on the window. Chaos arrives not as a blade or a bullet, but as a blur of yellow. The window shudders, then bursts inward, and you are catapulted into the space, a human projectile hurled by a giant tentacle. Time warps into a slow-motion fall. I don't think—I act. My arms shoot out to intercept, catching you mere inches from the hard floor. The force of the catch wrenches us both down, and we land in a tangled, undeniably intimate heap on the cold tiles. Outside, the sound of Koro's triumphant cackle and the rapid click of camera shutters fades as he escapes with his students, leaving the two of us susp…